Rundown on who you're talking to:
The Wife - epitome of responsibility. She is the momma of the group. Feeds us, clothes us, comforts us, advises us on all aspects of life. She's the old 'cool girl' from high school who actually ended up successful. She's still hot, still funny, still intelligent, and amazingly sweet.
Doomsday - H.O.T. Long blond hair, tan, fit, and scary to the point that you want to touch it like a hot, sexy stove even though you know you're going to get burned. She is angryyyyyy! She will fuck you and spit on your mom's grave.
Dirty South - tall, blonde, elegant at first glance but she's got a mouth like a truck driver and knows how to use it like a fuckin' Hoover. She is, by far, the smartest of the group and she is grounded in her southern roots. She likes to wear backless dresses and dance to hair bands like a backup ho.
The Wreck - infaliably the craziest of them all. Having spent time in a mental institution, she's certifiable and manages to keep the rest of the group feeling sane. God help us all. Lock up your kids, put some panties on your dogs, and don't answer your phone! BTW, big, big, big, big, big, big, big boobs and lips. If you see a pair of tits and lips walking your way, run mother fucker.
The Silent Partner - Chirper, lady of the lake, she keeps us wet (in the mouth with drinks, ya sickos). This woman can entertain and I mean with a bar in the back and a drawer full of dildos. She'll enter into the stories at will but does not share our passion for destruction. Which is cool.
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